Colu. Well, I like that! So that is all I've meant
To you!
Pier. Hush! All at once I am become
A pianist. I will image you in sound,...
On a new scale ... without tonality....
Vivace senza tempo senza tutto....
Title: Uptown Express at Six O'Clock.
Pour me a drink.
Colu. Pierrot, you work too hard.
You need a rest. Come on out into the garden,
And sing me something sad.
Pier. Don't stand so near me!
I am become a socialist. I love
Humanity; but I hate people. Columbine,
Put on your mittens, child; your hands are cold.
Colu. My hands are not cold.
Pier. Oh, I am sure they are.
And you must have a shawl to wrap about you,
And sit by the fire.
Colu. Why, I'll do no such thing!
I'm hot as a spoon in a tea-cup!
Pier. Columbine,
I'm a philanthropist. I know I am,
Because I feel so restless. Do not scream,
Or it will be the worse for you!
Colu. Pierrot,
My vinaigrette: I cannot live without
My vinaigrette!
Pier. My only love, you are
So fundamental!... How would you like to be
An actress, Columbine?—I am become
Your manager.